OliviaHe worked me expertly, building the pressure again. When his mouth joined his fingers, sucking my clit while two fingers plunged back inside me, I thought I might finally get release. Wrong. Just as my orgasm approached, he slowed his movements. His fingers pumped lazily, his tongue dragging long, slow strokes instead of the quick flicks I needed. "I'm going to kill you," I threatened. "Worth it," he replied, completely unbothered. His hand left my pussy to deliver a sharp slap to my inner thigh. The sting made me gasp, heat flooding through me. "You like that?" he asked, his eyes dark and hungry. "Yes," I admitted breathlessly. His palm landed directly on my pussy, the sharp sting on my clit making me cry out. It was pain and pleasure mixed together in a way that scrambled my brain. "And this?" he asked, rubbing the sting away with gentle fingers. "Yes, fuck, yes." He slapped my pussy again, harder this time. My hips bucked off the bed, and I wasn't sure if I was tr
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